"You're wrong."

The cripple came back to his senses at some point, and looked at Tong Tong calmly: "Whether it's us or the monkey, everything we have done is not just because of you, more..."

"It's because we want to get our hearts back."

"The once hot... Beating hearts. ”

His voice was still cold, but his eyes were so serious.

This moment...

Su Yang, who was driving the carriage, was silent and fell silent.

The fool sat in the corner, and at some point put away his silly smile, as if he was thinking about something.

Only the voice of the lame man echoed in this empty wilderness.

"Now we, here... is empty. ”

"To say that we are a bunch of walking, moving corpses, rotting, smelly corpses, is a compliment to us."

"We don't know what our lives are, and we don't know what we want to do or what we need to do."

"Day after day, year after year, numb living, and numb dying."

"This is our fate!"

"It is also the punishment that our group of 'great traitors' deserve!"

The cripple's voice trembled slightly, and the hand holding the cane unconsciously exerted a little force, and the green tendons on the back of his hand could be vaguely seen.

"Black Street, no one is innocent."

"I don't know how many people want us to die, or even life is better than death."

"It's just you... Think we... Or people. ”

"When people have been immersed in cold darkness for a long time, and suddenly there is an extra light in the world, even if it is a very faint light, we will subconsciously chase it."

"Maybe this ray of light can't illuminate the world, but it can make us a little more in our numbness... A hint of comfort. ”

"So, it was never you who we saved."

"It's the light in our world."

"Or rather, we..."

"I'm saving my world, I'm saving myself."

"Even if one day, we die on this road, at least... More than ever, we know that we... Why did he die? ”

"That's enough for us."

It's hard to imagine that a cripple who is always cold and serious can say such a thing in one breath.

As the voice fell, he raised his hand and gently touched Tong Tong's bald head.

With tears in the corners of his eyes, Tong Tong raised his head and looked at the crippled man, as if he wanted to say something more.

"No need to blame yourself, no need to feel guilty."

"As long as the light in your heart is still bright..."

"It's all worth it."

The cripple murmured softly.

Tong Tong seems to understand but does not understand.

Su Yang slapped the horse's ass vigorously again and sped forward.

The carriage stumbled.

The fool didn't know when, and he smirked again.

The sun is setting.

The soft glow gilded the wilderness wagon with a golden coat.

Even this ruined wilderness seems to have become pleasing to the eye.

It's like their dark world, because of this light, it becomes wonderful.

"But you're pumping the ball with a cane! Little boy, I report! The cripple is... It's the bad guys! ”

"I testify that he still has blood on his crutches!"

"You two brainless !!"

"But we can run as wildly as we like in the sunset!"

"Hey, hey..."

The silence was shattered by the sound of an argument.

"This is..."

Tong Tong's eyes finally fell on the miserable rat stuffed in the corner of the carriage, and recalled something.

The lame man naturally changed his position, blocking Tong Tong's sight.

"It's darkness."

"Trying to destroy the darkness of that light."

"So we're going to seriously transform him and let him shine."

Su Yang, who was driving the carriage, then said, his face did not change, and he never mentioned what the consequences would be if the transformation failed.

"I suddenly remembered, cripple, in fact, you can also run wantonly in the sunset!"

"You're actually pretty fast."

Su Yang casually led the topic over, distracting Tong Tong's attention, and said with a smile.

The cripple froze.

"Fool!"

"Act as planned!"

Su Yang suddenly shouted loudly!

The fool touched his head: "What plan?" ”

"Black Street Top Secret Project, Article 15!"

"Name!"

"Running lame!"

"Start!"

At this moment, Su Yang's expression was so solemn, as if he was telling a very great cause!

The fool thought about it seriously, sat up straight, and saluted: "Roger, sir!" ”

Then, in the lame man's blank gaze, the fool suddenly raised his foot and kicked directly on the cripple's waist.

He kicked him off the carriage and took his crutches away as he took off.

"Hahaha!"

"Drive!"

Facing the sunset, Su Yang smiled wantonly and waved the long whip in his hand!

With a neighing, the carriage suddenly picked up speed, rolling up clouds of dust.

"Report sir!"

"Mission accomplished!"

The fool salutes again, righteous and stern!

"Yes, you saved the world!"

"A child's world!"

"Hahaha!"

Su Yang's smile almost never faded, and it kept echoing in this wilderness.

Tong Tong, who still had tears in the corners of his eyes, saw this scene, after all, he still couldn't hold back, looking at the lame man who was frantically chasing the carriage, revealing a touch... Clear smile.

"Maniac!"

"Fool!"

"Back to the Black Street, I'm going to duel with you!"

In the distance, you can faintly hear the angry scolding of the lame.

But it doesn't matter anymore.

Maybe the cripple really couldn't catch up with a carriage, and the cripple was just very angry.

Maybe...

Su Yang wasn't necessarily as happy as he was smiling.

But...

Whatever!

At least at this moment, the three people in the black street are in the legend, killing people like hemp, and the taboo of being covered in blood, at this moment...

In a clown-like way, try to purify a child's world.

Laughter continues.

The carriage galloped.

The lame man chasing the carriage in the rear became a beautiful sight, and finally disappeared into this wilderness.

……

Village.

Wang Qiusheng stood in front of the altar, holding an ancient book in his hand, and kept whispering.

Finally, he solemnly took out a bottle and poured the blood from the bottle on the altar.

The blood continued to spread along the lines on the altar, forming complex patterns, and finally evaporated in mid-air.

Wisps of black fairy power spread out from the altar and poured into his body.

In an instant, Wang Qiusheng became younger.

If he looked like a seventy-year-old farmer before, he looks like he is in his early fifties at the moment.

Even the shriveled arms seemed to be stronger.

"Sure enough..."

"What is recorded in the ancient books is true."

"Immortals swallow mortals, mortals devour immortals."

"With the right timing, anything is possible."

"Now this world is no longer what it used to be..."immortal supremacy'."

Strangely, Wang Qiusheng did not have any joy on his face, but his eyes were more solemn.